Seven
Penn
Damn, that was mind-fucking-blowing. Watching and feeling Hearth come unraveled against my touch was the hottest experience of my life.
I can still taste her pussy on my tongue from when I licked my finger and it’s the most delicious, dizzying taste. I need her. I’m so insanely turned on I can barely see straight driving us home.
I park in the driveway and round the truck to her side and open the door.
Hearth stumbles a little getting out of the truck, and I catch her before she falls. “You okay?”
She peers up at me with ruddy cheeks. “I might have overdone it tonight.”
I don’t miss a beat before I sweep her all the way up into my arms. “The wine?” I ask. We didn’t have that much to drink ?
“That probably doesn’t help, but no. It’s my legs. They’re a bit stiff. I’m supposed to be working them out still.”
“Oh babe, I’m so sorry, I didn’t think.” I unlock the front door one-handed, then kick it all the way open with the toe of my boot.
“I didn’t either.” She smiles coquettishly. “That was a lot more fun than thinking.”
True story .
“Need some help?” I check, setting her down gently.
“If I say yes, will you help me?”
“If you say no, I still might try,” I half-tease. We set our things down and I look down at the hardwood. “These floors are pretty hard. There’s a rug in my room that might be soft enough to try a few things on.”
“Perfect.”
Hearth follows me into my room, where she takes off her glasses and sets them down.
“What can I do to help?”
Hearth shrugs. “It’s just leg raises, I don’t really need help doing them. Maybe just help me get down and get back up?”
“I’m right here.”
She holds my hand for stability as she gets down on the rug and lies back.
“Will you, um, can you turn around?”
“How about I do them with you?” I offer, getting down into position next to her.
“Oh. Okay.” She grins, shyly.
We raise our legs together slowly, one side, then the other. Just a few reps each side. I sit up.
“Thank you, Penn.”
“Better?” I hold my hand out for Hearth and she takes it, letting me help pull her back up.
“Much better. Thank you.”
“Good. I’ll be right back.” I head to the kitchen, pour a glass of water, and bring it back to my room.
“Got you some water.” I take a couple steps back after she takes the glass.
“Oh, thank you.” She takes a few sips, then peers over at me, gigglishly.
“Everything okay?” Is there something on my face ?
“Yeah, it’s just that…I really am blind without my glasses. I can’t even see your face.”
I proffer a smirk. I’m like ten feet away, at most. “How close do I need to be for you to see me?”
“Closer.”
I reach out and take the water glass from her, setting it down. My voice deepens an octave lower, “How ’bout now?”
“Closer.”
“Now?” I ask, closing all the remaining space between us.
“There.” She smiles up at me. “Now I can see you.” And all I see is her. All I ever see is her. Hearth’s face is forever branded inside my mind, an image I return to over and over and over again. My favorite memory to get lost in. A dream for so many weeks, for months. And now here she is, in my house, in my room. Real . Burrowed deep into my heart where I just know she is going to stay forever.
I swallow dryly. “I should let you go home and get some rest.”
“You should but, I don’t want to go home yet.”
“Okay then, don’t,” I grumble, and sweep her up in a kiss, a deep groan issuing from my chest. She lifts up on tiptoe, her arms shackling around me, pulling me closer. I can taste her, and smell her, and feel dizzy with need.
“I want you,” she whispers, dulcetly, when we break apart.
“I fucking want you so bad, Hearth.”
“You do?”
“Please. Fuck. Take off your clothes.”
“Okay…yes, sir.” She smiles sweetly.
We shed our own clothes, making quick work of them, until her bare curves are on full display for my enjoyment. And I’m fucking going to enjoy every single, soft, luscious inch. Her body is even more gorgeous than I could have imagined, and she isn’t shy about it. That’s so damn sexy. Hearth’s eyes travel downward from my face, to my chest, and lower. Lower.
She blinks, as if she hadn’t felt my erection earlier.
“You okay, sweetheart?” I chuckle mischievously. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“It looks…way bigger now.”
I nod. “I’ll go slow. Lay down on my bed.”
She does, and I crawl over her heavenly body and kiss her lips with a hunger I’m dying to satiate. My lips scope to her soft, flushed cheeks, and she winces slightly at the intimate contact where she feels most vulnerable.
“You’re beautiful, sweetheart,” I murmur, sweeping more gentle kisses along her cheek, to her earlobe, and down the slope of her neck, my dick pressing against her seam, achy and hard. “So beautiful. So perfect.”
I feel her body melt beneath mine, as I take her hands and bring them over her head. I trail kisses down her arms, over her shoulders, down to her breasts. She inhales sharply. I swirl my tongue around the puckered, pink tip, nipping it delicately between my teeth. Then the other.
Fuck, she’s delicious. Precum leaks from my cock. Goosebumps rise against her stomach and tits, her hips arching slightly off the bed to counter the sensation.
I lap up her tits for as long as I can bear it before the urge to bite into them becomes too much. And then I descend.
Down, down her tummy and over her smooth mound, I find that pretty clit. I flick softly with my tongue, then harder, letting her moans and whimpers guide my pressure and speed. I could devour this sweet little pussy all goddamn day and night. I reach down to stroke a morsel of release from my demanding cock but it only worsens the craving.
I need to be inside my woman now .
“Mmmmm,” I lick my lips, a wet smirk on my face. “I fucking love your pussy,” I tell her, making my way back up. “Can I fuck you now?” I whisper in her ear.
“God, yes.”
I tense, suddenly realizing all too late, “I don’t have a condom. I’m sorry. If you don’t want to—”
“I do want to.” She pulls me down on top of her. “I’m clean. I mean, I’m practically celibate. I haven’t had sex in—”
I let my mouth drop down onto hers for a fast, interrupting kiss. “We can address the specifics later. I’m practically celibate too, hence no condoms. And I’d never suggest it if I weren’t also clean.”
“I know.” She smiles adoringly up at me, her eyes glistening. “Fuck me, Penn. I need you inside me.”
And so I ease gently into her, her walls opening for me and then clamping down hard around my shaft. Godddd she feels incredible. So warm. So tight. Her eyes double in size when I push in deeper.
“Am I hurting you, baby?”
“No. Yes. It feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”
Gliding back out, I claim her mouth, going for broke as I thrust back in, swallowing her gasp. Her pussy grinds up against my thrusts, her warm wetness greeting my cock with every invasion into her snatch. Inviting me deeper. Bringing me home. Filling her to the hilt. I know it without a shadow of a doubt, this pussy was fucking made for my cock.
We find a rhythm. Her body splayed out before me, her eyes on mine. I’m instantly addicted. I could make love to her day and night and still want more. Fuck. Fuck .
“Harder,” she begs, in a throaty whisper that almost sends me coming inside her right then.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Hearth.”
“Fuck me, Penn. Harder.”
“ Christ ,” I growl out, railing into her at her command.
“Yes. Oh my god,” she pants, then makes an unintelligible sound as her hot, wet walls contract around me. “Penn, I’m coming…”
Her pussy is a chokehold on my cock, her luscious mouth hinged open, the sounds of her pleasure music to my ears.
Hearth’s orgasm sends me spiraling. Fuck, oh fuck, she feels so insanely good. Heat pummels the base of my spine and I pump into her even harder, my movements and breath becoming erratic as my balls twist up tight right before coming deep inside of her, and my body is left trembling and weak with the force of my release.
My mind is fucking blown. Like I’m not even in this realm anymore. I look into her eyes. It’s more than just physical pleasure pulsing in and out and through me as we both bask in the afterglow of coming. It’s meaningful, deep connectedness. Something carnal and pure, in equal measure. Something shared. Something ours.
My depleted cock rests inside of her warmth for a while, as I just gaze down at her. That face of an angel; the colorful necklace resting against her collarbone; those gorgeous, delectable breasts. It eventually slips out, and I collapse beside her in a heap. Immediately she rolls over to nestle against me. I draw her in close, our racing hearts slowing all the way down to normal.
The words I’ve been aching to say all night come tumbling out. “I love you, Hearth.”
It rocks my fucking world when she says them right back. “I love you. Oh my god, Penn. I so love you too.”
“Are we both a little crazy?” I chuckle, a bit drunkenly, though I’m completely sobered up by now.
“Maybe, but I’m totally okay with being a little crazy together.”
“I’m more than okay with it, baby. I love it.”
“I love it, too. I love you,” she whispers the words again.
With the goofiest damn smile on my face, I kiss the woman I love, over and over, and I hold her in my arms where she belongs.